It comes to me through autumn smoke, the burning of damp leaves, that pricks the eyes and chokes the breath, the funeral pall of summer’s death: a hint of you drifts through the trees, teasing on the goose-bump breeze, the scent of Coty powder on your face, always just a trace of you in me. […]
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North Wind
The North Wind teases moored-up boats, ties knots in grass along the coast, leaves on our lips a salty taste, and chases inland ocean ghosts. It plays hide and seek with housewives’ washing, steals old folks’ breath and sets them coughing, plucks at branches, sends them crashing, and cheers the rain’s pouring and splashing. The […]
When the Garden Calls
When I was younger, I used to enjoy being on the move, travelling to new places, revisiting ones I’d fallen in love with, and spending time with family and friends. These days it’s a struggle to get out of the village! I feel comfortable in the greenness and timelessness of where I live, but sometimes […]
Unknown
It’s there in the depths of midnight, swimming in the shadows, feeding on the frenzy of fear and the lees of nightmares stirred by moonlight. It’s in the chill of the floor before you find the bedroom light switch, check under the bed, remember what was said in the heat of an argument, even if […]
Pollarded Bay
Over the years, I had grown from a tiny shrub into a tall bay tree, glossy and proud. I was home to various families of small birds, which fed on my berries, kept me company and amused me with their chattering and flittering in and out of my branches. Then came axe and saw, and […]
Peace
Perfectly quiet, except for my beating heart and echoing ears. Crows gather in the tall trees. Evening creeps in long shadows. Kim M. Russell, 29th May 2019 My response to Poets United Midweek Motif: Peace
Light
an overcast sky threatening and ribbed with cloud always a surprise with sudden bursts of sunlight or tides of silvery moon Kim M. Russell, 23rd May 2019 My response to Poets United Midweek Motif: Light Sumana is hosting this week and she has brought us a rich range of quotations and poems about light. She […]
Picnic under the Willow
The willow dome quivers at the touch of a breeze and the sun-blessed air hums a melody of bees. A full jug of lemonade, iced and freshly squeezed, balances by sliced bread and a bowl of strawberries. We sip and chew together, plates perched upon our knees; listening to the river, we drift into drowsiness […]
It’s No Picnic
picnic on the beach there’s sand in the sandwiches flies float in the juice seagulls circle overhead we chew with stiff upper lips Kim M. Russell, 16th May 2019 My response to Poets United Midweek Motif: Picnic(s) Susan is our host this week with a challenge that asks us to use sense images to bring […]
A poem featured at Poets United
Today I am proud to have a boomerang poem featured in Sherry’s ‘Poems of the Week’ at Poets United. It’s one I posted a while ago for one of Sherry’s prompts. It sits between two lovely poems by Toni and Sara. If you’d like to read all three, follow the link below: https://poetryblogroll.blogspot.com/2019/05/poems-of-week-boomerang-poems-by-toni.html
writing in north norfolk 